Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray

"Ah --"

sharp pain in her palm brought her back

pain and she withdrew her

Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

ordered coldly,

out, he had

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy, and his heart

bear to see her in such

"No --"

knife touched her hand,

sharp knife, not to mention the knife

time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand

stained Tracy's and Brody's

her eyes, which were full of fear and timidity, and

"You know it hurts?"

business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

last word, she took a leap from the

hand was dyed red by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

was sort of

more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her head.

she looked at him coldly, "Brody, are you worried about

looked at him ironically.

he remembered what he was doing after being reminded by

pulled her to a chair

me to care about

He snorted.

was still so furious that he tightly pressed

tie you up

continued to

much and the bleeding had not stopped for

so dizzy as if she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

beat when he

little pain flashed through her eyes.

very feeble, but she was still unwilling

say anything but stared at her own palm.

painful, you

down at her. Then he

pointed the sharp knife at the wound

to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart skipped

from the bottom of his heart.

because her own thought was

it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her

"Hmm --"

almost let out a scream, but she held it back.

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand

whether it was her tears or her

when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he

teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper,

lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in

the knife

twisted. Because of the pain, her whole

the pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting into tears.

lips were cut and

cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

finally couldn't do anything to